Anna da Silva

A poem for our times

Photo by Gerd Altmann on Pixabay

Remember remember the fifth of November,
gunpowder, treason and plot.

Four hundred years spooled
since brave daring fools
risked all
for explosive

Remember remember this fifth of November,
No gunpowder nor bonfires hot.

All England lays muzzled
by virus which puzzles
our floundering politicians. …

5 Poems, 25 words each, on the theme of “Leaves”

These came in response to a challenge to pick a theme and then write five poems, on five days on that theme, 25 words each. It’s a great challenge if you want to hone your writing and weigh every word…

50 Word Microfiction

Thrifty words challenge #9: Greed

Isabel dos Santos, photo from

Two versions of the contract lay before her.

With her gold-tipped pen, she signed one in her capacity as CEO of the state petroleum company, and the second in her personal capacity: daughter of the President.

Just like that, another $150million leached from her destitute country into her Dubai account.


Thrifty Words Challenge #8: Youth

VE Day, London 8 May 1945 (Photo 12/Universal Images via Getty Images)

Their grandchildren thought she was a doddery old technophobe.

Whatever would they think if they knew she’d helped create the very first computer? The thought make her chuckle.

In seventy years she’d never breathed a word to anyone, not even him.

None of the other Bletchley Park girls had either.

50 Word Microfiction

Thrifty Words Challenge #8: Youth

VE Day, London 8 May 1945 (Photo 12/Universal Images via Getty Images)

Her face ached from smiling, heart bursting with fun. Her skirt swirled as he held her hands and they jived and bounced to the infectious beat of peace.

“Edith dear.”

She opened her eyes, her smile melted away. He stood before her, a crooked old man.

“Time for your pills.”

Anna da Silva

Anna da Silva

Ex war reporter turned aid worker then environmentalist. Wife, mum & stepmum. Joining dots with story-telling, poetry, memoir & fiction. @hogglespiking